Chapter 16: I’m Not Worried
The white-robed old man sneered with disdain. “Xuan Cang, you actually have the nerve to say that?”
“Kid, you cannot trust this person. You can trust anyone else, but you absolutely cannot trust him,” the old man said to Lin Qingyue.
Obviously, Xuan Cang didn’t think so. “Your sword techniques can’t compare to mine, so you can only gain some advantage with your words. This Venerable won’t lower himself to bicker with you.”
Listen to that. Just listen to what he’s saying. Simply shameless.
“What kind of sword cultivator are you? Don’t lead the disciples astray.”
“You bunch of old pedants, I can’t explain it clearly to you anyway. I know you are just jealous. Who asked me to be the number one under the heavens? I still have the magnanimity to tolerate your envy.”
The old man was so angry his beard curled up. He wished he could go up and stab him twice, but he was afraid he might just give Xuan Cang a good fight.
“You don’t even count as a sword cultivator, so what business do you have here?”
“Hmph, a defeated opponent can only satisfy themselves with talk.”
“You simply…”
“Uh-huh, everything you say is right.”
Lin Qingyue watched as the two of them suddenly started bickering. From their exchange, he roughly understood why this Senior wasn’t very likable.
In one word: his mouth was cheap.
Nothing good came out of his mouth, and his sword technique was something people couldn’t stand either.
He was genuinely interested now. What kind of sword technique could defeat a crowd of powerful sword cultivators and yet be so despised by them?
“Kid, did you hear that? This Venerable’s strength is just that formidable. Being able to learn my sword technique is the greatest fortune of your three lives.”
Taking advantage of Lin Qingyue’s wavering interest, Xuan Cang hurriedly recommended his sword technique.
He acted as if Lin Qingyue would absolutely not suffer a loss, and that the one suffering a loss was Xuan Cang himself.
Lin Qingyue wasn’t going to believe him just because of a few words. He rested his chin in his hand, thinking. “Senior, you don’t treasure me as much as the white-bearded Grandpa does. He doesn’t treat me like this.”
Xuan Cang was dissatisfied. “What’s the point of learning a sword technique that others beg you to learn? If you’re going to learn, you should learn the sword technique that others beg to learn but can’t. Comparing the two, which sword technique do you think is more powerful?”
Lin Qingyue: “They are all ancient sword techniques. As long as I learn one, it’s not a loss. Why should I ask for trouble?”
Not only did his words fail to dissuade Xuan Cang from teaching him the sword, but they also made Xuan Cang feel that Lin Qingyue was exactly like him.
“Hahahahaha, hahahahahaha.”
“Not bad, not bad. You kid suit my appetite. This Venerable’s sword technique is yours. I wouldn’t even look at anyone else; you’ve struck gold, kid.”
Lin Qingyue frowned. “You don’t speak as nicely as the white-bearded Senior. I don’t want to learn.”
“Kid, you should learn from this old man. His sword is not a good sword,” the white-bearded old man hurriedly interjected.
Xuan Cang: “Hmph, when has This Venerable ever yielded someone I’ve set my sights on to another?”
He turned to Lin Qingyue. “Kid, if I say you learn, you must learn. You don’t have a choice in the matter.”
After speaking, he disregarded everything and started to snatch the person. The white-bearded old man began to fight him.
Lin Qingyue watched them exchange moves, sighing with emotion in his heart. As expected of me.
With just a few short sentences, he could make two Seniors fight over him. It was as easy as flipping his hand.
So this is what it feels like to be a top student everyone fights over, Lin Qingyue secretly rejoiced.
He prepared to shout that he would learn the sword technique of whoever won.
Unluckily, Xuan Cang didn’t care about martial ethics. He didn’t intend to fight the other party seriously at all. Finding an opening, he grabbed Lin Qingyue and bolted.
Having finally found this place, looking disheveled and carrying his sword as he barged in, Ye Jingxian looked at the spot where his Junior Brother had vanished. His temples throbbed with pain.
He exchanged a look with the white-robed old man, who looked a bit guilty.
“You came to find your Junior Brother?”
He coughed lightly twice. “No need to worry, no one will make things difficult for him. He has been taken away by that shameless Xuan Cang. If you are really worried…”
“I’m not worried,” Ye Jingxian said with a cold face.
“Hehe, is that so?”
The white-robed old man slipped away directly, leaving Ye Jingxian alone.
Outside the Forest of Ten Thousand Sword Tablets.
“Little Junior Brother, Little Junior Brother!”
Inside Sword Dao Peak, Shen Yunchuan ran toward Yun Jinzhou with a face full of excitement, radiating schadenfreude from head to toe.
“I have good news to tell you.”
Yun Jinzhou put down his sword and wiped his sweat. “Senior Brother, what good news?”
Shen Yunchuan couldn’t hide the joy in his eyes. He didn’t rush to tell him but kept him in suspense first.
“Little Junior Brother, do you want to guess?”
Yun Jinzhou feigned annoyance. “Senior Brother, you know I can’t guess.”
Shen Yunchuan felt a bit embarrassed under his gaze and hurriedly spoke. “Senior Brother won’t tease you anymore. I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you.”
He leaned close to Yun Jinzhou and whispered in his ear.
After hearing his words, a trace of surprise flashed through Yun Jinzhou’s eyes. Although he was happy inside, he didn’t show it on his face, looking somewhat hesitant instead.
“Senior Brother, could this be false? Where did you hear this?”
Shen Yunchuan didn’t care much. “Naturally, this came from their peak. give it a few more days, and maybe the entire Wanjian Sect will know.”
“So, people shouldn’t be too arrogant. Otherwise, they’ll end up as a laughingstock, simply the biggest joke in the world.”
Yun Jinzhou didn’t pay attention to what Shen Yunchuan said. His mind was full of whether the matter was true or false, and whether it would really end up as they wished.
“Senior Brother Shen, these things have nothing to do with us. Junior Brother only wants to cultivate properly now and live up to Shizun’s expectations.”
“Junior Brother Yun, you are already very impressive. There’s no need to be too harsh on yourself. In Senior Brother’s heart, you are already amazing. If you ask me, Junior Brother, you should rest. There’s no need to push yourself too hard.”
Yun Jinzhou smiled. “Where am I as good as Senior Brother says?”
Shen Yunchuan: “Our Little Junior Brother is naturally the best. Who can compare? Others envy us for having such a Junior Brother.”
“I’ll listen to Senior Brother.”
Yun Jinzhou put away his sword and left Sword Dao Peak with Shen Yunchuan.
The new batch of Wanjian Sect disciples all needed to attend classes. Because Lin Qingyue needed to receive the sword technique inheritance, he hadn’t attended classes these past few days.
Indeed, after obtaining a sword from the Ten Thousand Sword Tomb, Wanjian Sect disciples were required to attend unified classes.
The person teaching them was mainly the Sect Leader, with other Elders occasionally coming to teach.
Lin Qingyue hadn’t shown up for several days in a row. The other disciples who entered the Wanjian Sect at the same time discovered this and wondered where he had run off to.
At first, they didn’t know, but after a few days, they heard he had entered the Forest of Ten Thousand Sword Tablets and hadn’t come out yet.
For a time, everyone speculated wildly, betting on whether he could learn a sword technique from the Forest of Ten Thousand Sword Tablets.
They all said one should choose what one is good at. With a perfectly good Heavenly Spirit Root, whether he went to Sword Dao Peak or Qingming Peak, he would have no issues.
But he insisted on going to Guizang Peak. It wasn’t that the disciples discriminated against Guizang Peak, but in their view, Lin Qingyue wasn’t exactly supremely intelligent or broad-minded.
For such a person to insist on going to Guizang Peak… wasn’t that just a joke?
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